More than anything in the world.. I fear being ordinary.
Unfortunatly that fear is pretty ordinary in itself.
Is there nothing I can do that no one else has done? Are there any original melodies left out there?.. and howcome every sentence I put together sounds cliche and loses all its meaning because youve heard it somewhere before?
I've been thinking about putting some of my songs on youtube lately, and maybe i'll try to post a video on here soon..but I think I should probably join some kind of organisation that will protect them- copyright and all that..
Is that incredibly conceited? the thought that someone might want to steal my tunes?
My ipod was stolen two months ago today..
Life has not been the same..
Now I play this game when i'm walking down the street where- when I walk past someone with an ipod, or some other fandangle music playing device.. I wonder what they are listening to. I'll pick an artist and a song right off the top of my head.. and I imagine those lyrics, or that riff- surging into their ears through those little white earpieces and up into their brain, where it dances on that particular part of your brain where you subconsciously store all those lyrics.. and all the memories you associate with that beat... and all of a sudden your mouth moves in sync with the words someone else wrote, probably somewhere on the other side of the world...
Its fun to picture elderly ladies listening to Coheed and Cambria
But you know what?
Since the theft... i have caught myself out singing to myself in public places,
and I think thats a beautiful thing..
♥
Saturday, April 11, 2009
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